“Err, that wasn’t what I was-” “They’re really something, Geraldine, thank you,” Darcy cut in, giving me a wide smile with so many teeth that they glittered like stars. I had selected her the same gown in a vibrant orange colour which really complemented the blue of her hair and I darn near started sobbing again as I looked between them. “I don’t think we’ll fit through the door though,” Tory added. “Maybe if I just cut a few layers off…” I burst out laughing at her jest, swimming through the swathes of their skirts as I headed to claim my own blush pink gown in the very same style as theirs.
